ISOLDEDrogo’s body grows hot, and his scent turns intoxicating, like some addictive drug that messes with my thinking. His mouth, warm and passionate, sucks against my skin, trailing to my jaw and throat.I find myself digging my fingers into his skin, wanting more.I feel hot everywhere, even though the air in the room is frigid.He buries his fingers in my hair, tilts my neck further, and slips his other hand under my nightwear. With my eyes shut, I rub myself against his hardness, and for the first time, I am painfully aware of how huge he is. How firm and strong he feels pressed against my stomach.“You smell so good, Akira.”Like a vice, the name chokes me out of insanity. That name again. Could it be his mistress’s middle name?“Stop!” I shout and push him with every bit of strength left in me. I almost regret it as the heat leaves, but remembering his audacity makes anger spike instead.My scream seems to reach him, though he barely budges.“Isolde,” he whispers in shock.Usin
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